not feeling well

wits seem to not be present, hands and feet cold, hungry, worried for no reason. I wonder what's going on in this melon of mine. Friends send cryptic messages, I fear all shall be lost.

neck hurts

And I'm emotionally drained. Had a BFC of monster and my rest won't come to me. blech

Crimbo is upon us

For anyone who has ever heard of Kingdom of Loathing, tis the season for Crimbo. I have to tell you that the sinister dodecahedron is a pain. The level scaling makes it a right challenge. The last day of crimbo you'll need to spend at least 78 adventures there.
Cheers

www.kingdomofloathing.com

People's choice awards, my new widget

Updating my Call of duty widget

I'm just trying to get a better ranking on my cod widget, people who click the link help me get a better rank.
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xbox x marks the spot answers 12/9 final answers

351 foxworthy
352 pixels
353 sex
354 execute
355 x
356 max
357 anxious
358 awesome-x
359 exploration
360 maximize

xbox x marks the spot answers 12/8

341 reflexes
342 experience
343 next-gen
344 exist
345 explore
346 extras
347 alexander
348 mix
349 excelsior
350 exuberance

Xbox x marks the spot, 12/08/2007 answers

341 reflexes
342 experience
343 next-gen
344 exist
345 explore
346 extras
347 alexander
348 mix
349 excelsior
350 exuberance

Crying for not bloody reason

I remember the smell, taste, and feel of my first super heavy cry. I remember the hint of the smell from the accident, I actually remember the accident very well but I didn't cry very much. I was locked in the closet, where I slept, and I was bloody balling my eyes out. I had just been spanked well above today's standard of three whacks to the cheeks. I had been tanned fairly well for playing with a toy, which was mine, that I was not allowed to play with. I wasn't allowed to play with this as my Step father wanted to play with it. I feel horrid as now I am the same age, feel as though I'm still 18 and have the same desire to play with toys and the like. I do not, however, wish to beat kids and lock them in their closet/rooms.
I once was babysat by a couple kids who were rather sadistic. They locked me in a very very small coat closet, nothing like my spacious hallway model. They yelled at me then made me eat strange pancakes later. I can't actually eat pancakes as they make me vomit. I don't believe I've noted any of this down in my Redbook as of yet. Hmm. So many things I should note down. I wonder what I could note down about my kinder years. Here there and making observations, one is that kids shouldn't have to spend nights in an El Camino in 4 or more feet of snow. Parents shouldn't fight in front of kids dressed as bumble bees. Parents shouldn't shoplift in front of kids or make them do the shoplifting for them at age six or seven. I* won't complain i'm generally okay, though I feel far from it.

Target, oh how they treat the night people

Are there people living under your stairs? Do they need a job? Perhaps they can join the night crew at target. Everyone is treated like a red headed step child. Long hours, little recognition, walk about 15m a night not meters but miles friends. Little pay, cardboard cuts, box cutter cuts, late night depression and sleep problems. What else could you possibly want???? There is more but I'll save it for another time.
Cheers

Thought I'd refresh this one.

I absolutely love this game.
On another note, August Rush is a brilliant movie and everyone should go see it.
Cheers for now







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